Chapter 15 – The Third Time's Not so Charming
That night, we see Kelly sitting on the bed reading. Silver comes in.
"Any update on Brandon?" asked Silver.
"No," replied Kelly.
"So what's the plan?" asked Silver.
"I don't even know if this is even worth my time anymore. He clearly doesn't want anything to do with me," replied Kelly.
"He has to speak to you eventually. When he gets the results, he won't have a choice," said Silver.
"And then what? We'll talk and he'll be a father to Sammy. But what about me?" asked Kelly.
"I know sweetie. I want you to have him too," said Silver.
"I had good intentions but I just can't believe I screwed this up so badly," said Kelly.
"Everybody makes mistakes. There are many children out there who don't know who their parents are," said Silver.
"And Sammy just joined the club...thanks to me," said Kelly.
"Kel, don't blame yourself for this. You're a wonderful mother," said Silver.
"Thank you," smiled Kelly.
"So, are you giving up?" asked Silver.
"It looks that way. I gave it my best shot. I don't blame him for not wanting to be with me after what I did. I just kept hoping that he would," said Kelly.
"So do I," said Silver.
Brandon walked into his office Wednesday morning, expecting to find more messages from Kelly. But to his surprise, Kelly didn't call.
"Sheryl," said Brandon calling for his secretary.
"Yes, Mr. Walsh?" asked Sheryl on the intercom.
"Was there any messages from this morning?" asked Brandon.
"No, sir," replied Sheryl.
"Thank you," said Brandon.
It may be difficult to believe but sitting there, Brandon kind of missed all the attention he was getting from Kelly. Even though he didn't like being bombarded when he's trying to sort out the situation, he never would think that Kelly would stop asking for his forgiveness. For a moment in his office, Brandon felt horrible and wondered if he had missed his chance. He knew that if he had forgiven her, they could be spending a lot more time together instead of being alone. He enjoyed listening to Kelly's messages at work yesterday. He no longer found them to be annoying or to be some trick that Kelly was pulling. Instead he found the messages to be sincere and from the heart. What has changed from the other day? Maybe it was because of what Kelly said about Dylan. Or maybe it was that Brandon didn't realized what he had until he lost it.
That afternoon, as Kelly walked out of her office, she felt a sense of loss and defeat. As she started to drive home, she felt that she wasn't ready to go home. More importantly, she wasn't ready to give up on Brandon until she made sure it was really over between them. She made a sudden hard U-Turn back the other way, heading towards the Ramada Inn where Brandon was staying. Kelly wasn't sure of what to say to Brandon when she got there but she just focused on the fact that she had to see him. Even if she had to embarrass herself in public, she was planning to do it. After all, she had nothing to lose and everything to gain.
When Kelly got to the hotel, she immediately went to the front desk to see which room Brandon was staying in.
"Hi, are you checking in, miss?" asked the receptionist.
"Uh no. My friend, Brandon Walsh is staying at this hotel. Can you tell me which room he's in please?" asked Kelly.
"I'm sorry miss. But I'm not allowed to give out any information regarding our guests. It's confidential," replied the receptionist.
"Ok. But can you call him and tell him that Kelly is here to see him" asked Kelly disappointed.
"Sure," replied the receptionist.
"Thank you," said Kelly.
The receptionist picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"I'm sorry miss but Mr. Walsh isn't currently at his room. Would you like to leave a message for him?" asked the receptionist.
"Sure," replied Kelly.
"Could you just tell him that I was here and to please call me?" asked Kelly.
"Sure…Kelly is it?" replied the receptionist.
"Yes," replied Kelly.
"Ok. Thank you," said the receptionist.
Kelly walked away and takes a seat on one of the chairs in the lobby. Since she drove all this way, she didn't want to drive back home and have nothing to show for it. She took out her cell phone and thought about calling Brandon but realized that she didn't want to talk to him over the phone. Instead, she wanted to be as direct as possible. Even though she has said it in many different ways, she wanted to tell Brandon that she loves him and she'll always love him regardless of whether he's the father or not.
Being in a hotel and waiting for Brandon reminded her of the both times when she showed up at Brandon's hotel room in Washington. She felt that she wasn't as spontaneous as she used to be. After all, the old Kelly wouldn't just sit and wait for Brandon, she would make things happened herself. She thought about sneaking into Brandon's room. She would prepare dinner, sprinkle the bed with rose petals, change into some sexy lingerie, and give her and Brandon a night they'll never forget. But snapping back into reality, she realized that she didn't have any food to make dinner or rose petals. All she had was some lingerie that seemed a bit uncomfortable. Even worse, if Brandon was serious about not seeing her, she didn't want to make a fool of herself, get arrested, and subjected to a restraining order for being too obsessive.
Kelly looked around and noticed a small bar in the next room. She knew that she shouldn't be drinking. But she felt that a drink of two would loosen her up a bit.
She walked back to the receptionist desk.
"Hi, excuse me," said Kelly.
"Yes, miss. What can I do for you?" asked the receptionist.
"Yes, I was just here. If you see Mr. Walsh, can you tell him that I'll be at the bar waiting for him?" asked Kelly.
"Certainly," replied the receptionist.
"Thank you," said Kelly.
"You're welcome," said the receptionist.
A car pulls up at the Taylor household. Brandon sat in his car for a few minutes looking at Kelly's house, wondering if he should go in or not. He wasn't really in the mood to talk to her but after not getting any messages from her today; he wanted to make sure she was alright.
He got out of the car, walked up to the door, and rang the doorbell. Silver opens the door.
"Brandon, hi," smiled Silver.
"Hey Silver. Is Kelly home?" asked Brandon.
"Awww...are you here to forgive her?" asked Silver.
"Maybe. She told you about me and Sammy?" asked Brandon giving Silver a weird look.
"Of course, I'm like her best friend. I even knew before you did," replied Silver.
Brandon gives Silver a weird look.
"Oops, I probably shouldn't have said that...anyway, did you get the flowers?" asked Silver.
"Yes, I did," replied Brandon.
"They were my idea," smiled Silver.
"Gee...thanks Silver," said Brandon sarcastically.
"So, is Kelly here?" asked Brandon.
"Oh, sorry for rambling on and on...no, she's not. She should be back soon. Do you want to come in?" asked Silver.
"Sure," replied Brandon.
Brandon walks in and sits down on the sofa.
"Do you want something to drink?" asked Silver.
"Sure. Thanks," replied Brandon.
Silver goes over to the refrigerator.
"Ok, we got soda, water, juice, coffee, and tea," said Silver.
"Juice is fine," said Brandon.
"Coming right up," said Silver.
Silver comes back with juice for Brandon.
"Thanks," said Brandon.
"Sure," said Silver.
Silver sits down and looks at Brandon. Brandon notices.
"What?" asked Brandon.
"So, what do you want to talk to Kelly about?" asked Silver smiling.
"I just wanted to make sure she's alright," replied Brandon.
"She is. But she'll be a whole lot better if you'll forgive her," said Silver.
"Silver, it's not like I don't care about Kelly. It's just that our current situation is very complicated," said Brandon.
"I know it is but you being mad at her just makes things worse," said Silver.
"She's heartbroken," added Silver.
"What about me? When I found out, all I could think of was the fact that she didn't tell me all this time," said Brandon.
"She's telling you now. And Brandon...I seriously think that Kelly didn't know that you were really the father until now," said Silver.
"Is that why all of a sudden, she wanted to be with me?" asked Brandon.
"No, she wanted to be with you because she's love with you," replied Silver.
"I wish I can believe that," said Brandon.
"I know that you, Kelly, and Dylan have this entire history that I'll probably never fully understand but she told me personally that she doesn't care who the father is anymore. She wants you," said Silver.
"Now, the only question is do you still want her?" asked Silver.
Brandon pauses for a moment.
"Sorry but I should be talking to Kelly about this," replied Brandon.
"I'll call her right now and tell her to come home," said Silver.
"No. If she's busy, that's fine. Could you tell her to call me when she gets home?" asked Brandon.
"Sure...You sure you can't stay?" asked Silver.
"Yeah. But thanks for the talk," replied Brandon.
"Any time," smiled Silver.
Sammy comes out of his room.
"Brandon," said Sammy as he runs towards Brandon.
"Hey buddy. How are you?" asked Brandon.
"Good. Are you leaving already?" asked Sammy.
"Yeah. Brandon's got something to do," replied Brandon.
"Oh," said Sammy sadly.
"But I'll be back to see you soon," smiled Brandon.
"You promise?" asked Sammy.
"I promise," replied Brandon giving Sammy a hug.
Brandon leaves.
We see Kelly at the bar. She is a little drunk.
"That's it. I'm done," said Kelly.
"Ok, that'll be $30, miss," said the bartender.
"Here you go...keep the change," said Kelly giving the bartender the money.
"Thank you, miss," said the bartender.
Kelly gets up and feels like she couldn't walk well as she feels the effects of the alcohol.
"Miss, are you going to be ok by yourself?" asked the bartender.
"I've been by myself for a while now, mister. I think I'll be just fine," replied Kelly a little drunk.
Kelly walks out and headed to the receptionist desk.
"Hi. Is Mr. Walsh back yet?" asked Kelly.
"Hold on, miss. I'll check again," replied the receptionist.
The receptionist calls Brandon's hotel room but there's no answer.
"I'm sorry, miss. But Mr. Walsh has not returned," said the receptionist.
"Figures. I wasted a whole evening waiting for him," said Kelly.
"Are you ok, miss?" asked the receptionist noticing that Kelly is a little drunk.
"No. I wanted to tell him that I love him and that I want to be with him no matter what. But he wouldn't even talk to me," replied Kelly.
"Well, I'm sorry, miss but do you need a ride home?" asked the receptionist.
"No, I got a ride. Thank you," replied Kelly.
"Miss, I really suggest that we call a cab to take you home," said the receptionist.
"Fine. Go ahead, call the cab. I'll wait," said Kelly.
"Very well...please have a seat," said the receptionist.
"Fine," said Kelly who takes a seat.
A few minutes go by and Kelly sees that the cab still hasn't arrive yet. Unnoticing to the receptionist, she gets up and walks out of the hotel.
Even though Kelly wasn't thinking straight, she could see fine. She got into her car and pulled out onto the street. She turned and stopped as she saw a red light at the end of the block. When the light was green, she failed to see the "right turn only sign" and made a left turn onto a narrow street. She noticed a car coming her way and attempted to put her car in reverse, causing her to collide with another car behind her who was crossing horizontally. She bolted her head on the steering wheel and blacked out.
The oncoming car stops, gets out of the car, and heads towards Kelly's car.
Coming next - Unknowingly to Kelly, Brandon has lunch with Lauren.
